We were greeted by an eagle and the first blossoms of Not-Yet-Spring when Little Man and I went for a walk/bike ride the other day. The sky was overcast and everything was deeply wet, but the paths were passable with only the occasional puddle of awesomeness to splash through.
Little Man tooled around on his balance bike, and has gotten quick enough that I now need to wear appropriate shoes so that I can jog along behind him. He skidded through a couple of muddy areas, fish tailing and whooping, and kept on going while I slogged through in his wake.
We heard the uproar of birds before we saw the eagle loop over the treetops above us. Little Man called out that there was a “bald eagle,” and I think I saw enough of a white head and tail feathers to agree with him. Later we would hear sea lions, but not be able to track them down as the wind shifted and carried their barking to different parts of the path.
Lastly we tracked down various fairy houses along the trails. A posted sign described the different ecosystems of the park, and Little Man had a good time noticing the ocean ecosystem, the forest ecosystem, and the fairy ecosystem. The number and placement of the fairy houses has changed since my first post about them (A Week On Our Own: Day 2), and its fun to keep exploring to see if we can find more and some have moved. At the “Give a Little/Take a Little” fairy house, Little Man exchanged some leprechaun gold for a sparkly pink jelly bracelet that he promptly declared to be a “beautiful Power Ranger bracelet,” and had a wonderful time all day “transforming” it into a ring by coiling it up tightly.
I didn’t have our camera with us, so I made due with the camera on my phone. While officially still Winter, it’s been a mild one for us here on the island. This was the first tree that I’d seen actually blossoming, and in our yard there are mystery bulbs sprouting everywhere. Our farmer-landlords’ garlic is looking good too, as are our Dinosaur Kale plants that have kept doggedly at it since the summer. Though our winter has been mild, February isn’t over yet, and I try not to think about Spring too much in case something changes. It was in February and then again in March of last year that we woke up to a huge snow dump after all (I Woke Up To the Snow and Embracing the Snow).
As we walked along, skidded out, and laughed our way through our beautiful but overcast surroundings, I couldn’t help but wonder at the gorgeous surroundings that will likely make the basis for his first long term memories. Life is good.